took a fantastic trip with my family when I was ten years old. I remember it well. My aunt, uncle, and cousins were living on a little farm in the country outside Rome and they invited us to visit them. These cousins, Angelo and Gina, are the same cousins who live in Miami now. Our trip to visit them a long time ago was very different from our recent trip to Miami.
It was a Saturday morning when we left home. We got up early that morning before the sun rose. We were sleepy, but we were excited and ate breakfast quickly. We left home at 5:30 in order to get an early start. It took us three hours to get there in my father's old car. When we arrived at the house, my father honked the horn to announce our arrival. Everyone ran out to greet us. We all hugged and kissed each other.
We stayed for two days and had a marvelous time. We played outside all day and helped Uncle Vito feed the chickens. He taught us how to make wine. He also showed us how to play checkers. At night, Roberto and I played checkers with Angelo and Gina while listening to the grown-ups tell stories about their childhood.
When it was time to leave, we were very sad. My mother was especially sad to leave my Aunt Rosalina, her sister. They begged us to stay longer, but we had to leave. My father had to go to work the next day. As I look back, that trip was a long time ago. Aunt Rosalina and Uncle Vito are both dead, and Gina and Angelo are living in Miami. The world is different now.
I plan the next ten years